Mysterious as certain looks, as seductive as silent lips. Sublime as that which will never be able to retain the subtle texture of the skin, or the involuntary mimicry of emotions. The portrait of the future is before our eyes, but should be looked at in the face, to understand how much it looks like all of us. To our dreams, globalized together with the anxiety to realize them, betrayed by the anonymous faces that crowd cities all over the world, leaving behind countries, cultures and roots. Never the connection filtered by a screen , capable of breaking down incredible barriers, making them pay the highest price for human contact. Never the mirage of a new form of happiness, almost more beautiful than reality. Perhaps the form of Approximate Joy , portrayed by thephotographer Magnum Christopher Anderson in the giant Chinese megalopolis, collected in the mute pages of the book of the same name and of the exhibition project, hosted at the Jackson Fine Art in Atlanta (until April 6, 2019).
